In the world of the idyllic and quintessential American Small Town, the congenial façade of sweet tea and rocking chairs make all kinds of family friendly promises about life in the quiet parts of the country.  The culture of wholesome, Midwestern living has empowered many a commercial with the means to sell everything from scented candles to fried chicken; depictions of The Simple Life are like a good tummy rub for the busy, American psyche.  But for those of us who have erstwhile called a small Anywhere, USA our home, the dark side beyond the popular façade of kitsch and pi

That heady fragrance of nostalgia still lingers in the atmosphere – or perhaps it only the splendiferous balm of a dewy bouquet making its yearly cheer on the mantle.  But even with hearts still warm and gooey from the sentimental orgy of Mother’s Day (which was yesterday, friends), it only takes a handful of days – perhaps hours for some among us – for the recognition of maternal contribution to make it’s dusty march back into keepsake boxes and memory chests.  Our electric and latte-fueled lives rush us back to our own busy bubbles of work and

While there are perhaps few people who will openly admit it, everyone does love a good intrigue.  The human animal has a certain natural propensity for mischief-making and an even healthier appetite for the juiciest morsels of scandal.  Have you seen the news recently?  A high definition smorgasbord of gossiping tidbits gussied up as journalism makes a nice parade on the American television circuit – and we love it.  And such proclivities towards tittle-tattle, danger and scheme span generations – even, yes, in the sweet and sunny past of Louisville&rsqu